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so that's a wood thrush

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Today I learned what a wood thrush is, by having a dead bird on our balcony to identify. The poor beast had struck a window and died. It's the migratory season, and this is happening all over our ill-placed city. The other morning I saw two dead song birds at street level outside First Canadian Place.

dead wood thrush